The clothes of the three of them are in different places in the desert, and the bright colors are particularly conspicuous.

Qiao Mengsong was stunned when he heard the name, then raised his face and said dissatisfiedly: "What does it mean? Ye Lanchen deserves to be compared with me?"

Song Baoling was startled, and his hands stopped in the air. Lian Jiao's smile froze on her face. She looked at Qiao Mengsong awkwardly, and her eyes were filled with surprise.

I have to say that Qiao Mengsong does look very similar to Ye Lanchen in dress.

However, Qiao Mengsong looks younger and has a more outstanding appearance. Her straight and slightly raised nose and her pair of peach blossom eyes are very heart-wrenching.

With sword eyebrows and starry eyes, charming and handsome, and with Qiao Mengsong's outfit, Song Baoling couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman for a while.

Qiao Mengsong snorted lightly, reached out to shake her, "What, I'm crazy about it?"

Song Baoling withdrew his eyes and explained: "No, I just think you look very similar to Ye Lanchen."

"Like?" Qiao Mengsong pointed at himself, as if he had heard something funny, "If you want to say that he should be like me, it should be like him!"

Lian Jiao was confused, so, "Have you two made a big grudge?"

"That's not." Qiao Mengsong finally was willing to stand up from the ground, his body was as long as jade, and his slender fingers flexibly played with the folding fan on his hand.

He dressed up with a feminine look, but he was not sissy at all.

He glanced at Song Baoling and suddenly smiled, "You look very much like an old friend of mine."

Song Baoling was slightly surprised. He even had a neutral voice and could not tell the difference between men and women.

Then he quickly realized and smiled brilliantly, "Maybe it's a coincidence. There are more people in the world who look like."

"Indeed, I almost recognized you as her, but thinking about it, how could a person who has long been dead stand in front of me alive?" Qiao Mengsong said self-deprecatingly.

Although Qiao Mengsong had a smile in his eyes, he was obviously a little sad when he said this. Song Baoling put away his smile.

"Sorry, it reminds you of sad things."

Qiao Mengsong shook his head, "It's not your fault to look like her, there will be a date later."

After saying that, Qiao Mengsong disappeared immediately, leaving only the breeze slightly blowing Song Baoling and Lian Jiao's hair.

Under Song Baoling and Lian Jiao's noses, they almost teleported.

The two of them stared blankly at the place where Qiao Mengsong was standing just now. Lian Jiao slowly raised her hand and pointed at the place where Qiao Mengsong had just stood.

"Miss, there was a living person here just now, right?" Lian Jiao asked uncertainly.

Song Baoling nodded, his tone was a little strange, "It seems."

She also planned to ask Qiao Mengsong how to get out of here.

Lian Jiao also remembered this incident and frowned in distress, "I had known it before, I should have asked how I got out of here just now!"

Song Baoling sighed, quite helpless, turned around and looked, "Huh? Where is Yaya?"

"It's not sleeping in your pocket..." Lian Jiao pulled open her pocket and looked inside, stopping her mouth halfway through her words.

She searched in the bag several times, and after confirming that there was no Yaya's figure, she cried and said, "Yaya is gone."

Song Baoling's heart sank. Yaya, this bird with a big heart, might be caught and roasted.

Especially in a desert where resources are scarce, Song Baoling frowned, "We haven't seen any other teams along the way, so we go back and look for them."

"Okay." Lian Jiao agreed, wiped the sweat from her forehead, a little angry, "No wonder Yu Zikong always tied it up and deserved it to fly around."

"Pull out the tufts of hair on its head and be honest." Song Baoling said leisurely.

Before they walked far, the two saw a bunch of people gathered together. Lian Jiao and Song Baoling did not expect to meet someone so soon.

The two of them became alert, Lian Jiao took a closer look and said, "Strange, there was no one around just now. How fast are these people?"

As soon as she finished sighing, she remembered Qiao Mengsong's "telection."

Song Baoling said, "Have you seen Yaya?"

"No, they are surrounded and can't see clearly. Do we want to go over?" Lian Jiao did not dare to make a rash decision and asked Song Baoling for his opinion.

Song Baoling paused for two seconds and said helplessly: "Go and have a look, what if Yaya is there."

She took out a sharp short dagger from her arms and handed it to Lianjiao, and instructed: "Be careful, if someone takes action, you will stab you quickly."

Song Baoling touched several acupoints on Lian Jiao's body and said, "These places are all fatal holes, just pick these places and thorn them."

Lian Jiao nodded as if she was ignorant. Song Baoling was worried and asked her to stand behind her a little.

The two of them approached the crowd, and the crowd turned back like a sense of emotion, all of whom were strange faces.

Seeing that these people were dressed normally, they looked like a common man, and Lian Jiao's shoulders were slightly raised.

She is not so defensive to ordinary people.

Seeing that it was two women, the people were stunned for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "Hello, you guys are..."

The man who spoke was familiar tone, as if the two had known each other for a long time. Song Baoling was a little awkward and smiled, "Let's find a bird with white feathers all over it."

The man made a sudden realization expression and looked like a grill on his side.

Lian Jiaoxin raised her up, showing a sad look, and regretted: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have said that Yaya was roasted!"

She took a few steps and showed the complete appearance inside. She saw Yaya standing on half of the roast chicken, with a piece of meat in her mouth.

Lian Jiao's remaining words were stuck in her mouth. Yaya saw her crouching behind the roast chicken with guilt, covering half of her body.

Song Baoling also squeezed in. Seeing that it was still good, he was finally at ease. He pretended to be angry and said, "If you go back like this, you will stew you."

Yaya was timid and unwilling to accept it. The others advised: "It's okay, it's just a stutter. Girl, do you want to come some?"

Song Baoling shook his head and refused, lifted Yaya's back neck and picked it up. This time he became more concise and learned that Yu Zikong tied a rope on Yaya's feet.

She doesn't know any of these people, and whether they are good or bad remains to be investigated, so she naturally won't accept other people's things easily.

But the man stood up and looked around, and smiled sincerely, "Are you the only two of you? Do you want to be with us?"

There was only one beautiful woman in the crowd. When the man said this, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, "Brother Wan! These two people have unknown origins, how can they be with us casually?"

The person named Wan Ge didn't care. He touched the beard on his chin and waved his hands boredly, "Just two girls, what are you worried about?"

After saying that, he looked at Song Baoling and the others, waiting for their answers.

Song Baoling had no choice but to shake his head and refuse, feeling Yaya's restlessness and pressed it into her pocket.

A man sitting there was a little dissatisfied when he saw that Brother Wan was rejected continuously, "I said why are you so ignorant?"

Song Baoling felt a little funny and looked at him coldly, "What? Is it my honor to be with you?"
Chapter completed!